Tannhäuser - Part Twenty Five

A Rock 'n' Roll Fairy Tale by Prince Stash with Audio Recording

Crossing the oddly deserted rooms, they ascended the mirrored stairs and stepped out onto the windswept street. It was early dawn, and much to Tannhäuser’s astonishment, Stud and Thom awaited them in his custom white Rolls Royce.

Tannhäuser wondered fleetingly how the hell they had gotten there. He could vaguely remember having taken a cab, but it all seemed so long ago. Stud wordlessly opened the door for them, and once they were inside, he swiftly joined Thom in the front.

They took off. Silvia shivered, and Tannhäuser draped his ermine-lined cape over her. In so doing, his hand brushed over her breasts, and she shuddered as if she had received an electrical shock.

Amused, he deliberately slipped his hand under the cape, gently laying it on top of her thigh, which again, much to his renewed delight, provoked her to react as if she had received another electrical jolt.

She bit her lips, laid her hand over his in silent protest, although touching him strangely caused her to feel an exasperating mixture of revulsion and almost insufferable excitement.

Tannhäuser, highly entertained by her resistance, opened the black-tinted electric partition and asked Thom how he had found him.